“I mean - I am a 27 year old male. I do still have some sort of a life, you know?” Kian grinned cheekily. 

"Only 27 Clarky? My oh my, look at you. You've got your whole life ahead of you, you youngin'." Len joked as she blew a bubble with her gum.

The look on James’ face was one of both disapproval and confusion. He had no idea what the girl in front of him was saying but he knew her tone well enough to know it wasn’t anything delightful. “I am afraid that I hath become confused from thine wording.”

The brunette sighed heavily and rolled her eyes. "How is that possible? My wording is just fine!"

She followed Len closely, chuckling. “It was a risk I was willing to take.” Ryann thought for a few moments. “But our potential friendship could be broken depending on what sort of pizza you want to get.”

Len hopped into her car, hoping the girl would follow suit. Looking over to the passenger seat she frowned. "Oh, so if my answer were to be a cheese pizza with cheese filled crust and extra cheese on top you would leave all this glory and walk right now?" She giggled slightly.

"Very smooth, Mills, do you major in charm and charisma?" Len let out a small laugh as well.

“Eh. It’s the easiest of the years. You’ll be fine.” He brushed it off, finishing off another quiz to add to the pile. “I’m not bad, you know? Just going to chill out this weekend.” He looked up at her with a smile. “You can have a look if you want.”

Len raised an eyebrow. 'Wow, just chill, huh? I didn't know teachers had time for that sort of thing."

It wasn’t a speech, per se… just a comment. … My name is Mills. And I realize that many things can kill you. But cigarettes can still do it. However, it’s not my choice to smoke therefor I won’t bother you with a lecture.

Oh thank god you won't bother with a lecture. I hear them enough everyday from everybody else.

“Ah yes - I’ll need your little comments to get me through the next school year.” Kian smiled and scribbled a grade down on a student’s quiz. “How are you?”

Chuckling, the brunette tossed her long hair over one shoulder. "I'll be needing more than my sarcastic comments to get me through my senior year that's for sure."

Mills wrinkled his nose and shook his head, “It’s alright. Thank you for the offer but I don’t smoke.”

Ah the whole "this thing will kill you" speech. Well if I may just say dear stranger that 95% of the things in this world could technically kill us at any moment. I could walk out into the street get hit by a car and die. I could eat raw chicken if a restaurant doesn't cook it properly....and die. I could take the sandwich out of my bag, take a bite, choke and...do you want to say it or should I? No, you're right I'd better do it. Die, my dear friend, the answer is die. So this tiny little cigarette is a small small something in this big bad world.

“Oh trust me, I haven’t been hiding anywhere. You’ve just taken your time to make yourself known, kept us all waiting - but it was worth it.” She smiled slightly at her offer. “A drink huh? Can we order pizza too or is that too much too soon?” She teased.

"Well you know I do love a grand entrance."

Happy Friday, at least.

"Why looky here. If it isn't the man I'm supposed to help aid next year. Looks like you're doing a spectacular job on your own." Len teased the teacher as she pulled up a chair.

“Darling, anyone who doesn’t think you’re pretty clearly doesn’t know what pretty is.” When the girl mentioned her slight edge, Ryann was glad that someone appreciated it. After all, she hadn’t always been like this. Once upon a time she was the girliest girl around, with the sweetest intentions.

"Well, god damn you don't even know me and you're willing to say such nice things about me. Where have you been hiding all my life?"

"I'm sorry, you're right how terribly stupid of me." The brown eyed beauty said while pulling the cigarette from her lips and holding it out to the stranger.

“Of course. I am a strong believer in reminding a pretty lady just how pretty she is.” Ryann caught her botton lip between her teeth as she looked the girl up and down before taking another long drag on her cigarette. “I’m certain, the pleasure is mine.”

Len looked the girl in the eyes and threw her cig on the ground. "Well, now you think I'm pretty? I do believe I'm blushing."

James nodded slowly as Len spoke, unaware as to why it bothered the girl so much that he knew her gender. “Thou doth look like a ma’am to me. I lack no judgement of such, m’lady, but you are certainly a ma’am as opposed to being a sir.”

"Oh, god. I've died and gone to hell. The drugs have gotten to me."

“Well, you certainly look like you could make a lot of wishes come true.” She grinned, winking briefly before answering. “I’m Ryann, and you?”

"Ah, my kind of girl. One who knows how to compliment." The brunette leaned up against the brick wall she was next to and exhaled smoke slowly. "I'm Lennon, but I like Len better."

"Excuse me?! Do I look like a mam to you? Does this-" gesturing to herself, "- look like  a mam to you? I'm thoroughly upset by your lack to judge a fine woman when you see one." Len said while rolling her eyes.

Ryann chuckled, taking the first a lighting it, taking a long drag before blowing the smoke back in her face, just as she had done to her. “Oh I have to impress you huh? And how exactly do you suggest I do that?”

"What do I look like darling? A fucking genie?" Len laughed and looked the girl up and down with curiosity. "What's your name?"